After Zhang Mingxuan watched Li Qingya enter the room, he quickly spread his palms out and blew hard for a few breaths. A red mark appeared in his palms.

Zhang Mingxuan shook his hand and muttered bitterly: "What are you doing with such a big bucket?"

He bent down, quickly brushed the dishes, and threw the bucket into the well again. This time, Zhang Mingxuan learned to be smart. He gently shook the rope and only hit a quarter of the water in the bucket. He lifted it up with a little difficulty.

I washed the dishes with clean water again, clapped my hands with satisfaction, stood up, shook my waist, and shouted to the room: "Sister Qingya, where do I put it after I have washed it?"

Li Qingya, who was sitting on the edge of the bed holding the baby and humming an unknown song, heard Zhang Mingxuan's scream, spat softly and whispered: "I'm so shameless!"

Zhang Mingxuan waited for a while and then heard a gentle voice coming from the house: "The first room on the left hand is the kitchen."

Zhang Mingxuan walked into the kitchen of the Tang Dynasty with the dishes curiously. The stove, stove, and closet tableware belonged to everyone, clean and tidy. Zhang Mingxuan put the dishes into the closet and muttered: "It's not worse than the kitchen in his previous life!"

After Zhang Mingxuan returned the tableware, he walked towards the bookstore in front.

When he walked into the yard, Li Qingya's voice came from the room: "Young Master Zhang just call me your name in the future. There is no need to call that, such as sister."

Although Li Qingya's tone tried to keep it calm, Zhang Mingxuan still heard a hint of shame and dissatisfaction in it. Zhang Mingxuan was puzzled and suddenly patted his head. Maybe the name of sisters on Earth is very casual, but in the Tang Dynasty, such a name is probably a touch of teasing! Li Qingya was already generous to drive Zhang Mingxuan out of the house without anger.

Zhang Mingxuan said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I'm very sorry! Because you and my sister have a very similar temperament, you call me wrong."

"Yeah!" A light sound came from the room, as if he had accepted Zhang Mingxuan's explanation.

Seeing that he stopped talking in the house, Zhang Mingxuan turned around and entered the bookstore. Zhang Mingxuan opened the door and entered the bookstore, glanced at it, no one was there. After dinner, Zhang Mingxuan also became energetic. He walked to a bookshelf casually, and looked confused when he opened the book. Traditional Chinese and classical Chinese, no! After flipping through several books, they were all traditional Chinese and classical Chinese. Zhang Mingxuan put the book into the bookshelf, and threw himself into the chair with an expression of indulgence on his face.

Wait, is there something wrong? Zhang Mingxuan looked down at the chair under his butt and books on the bookshelf. There were no chairs in the Tang Dynasty! When did paper-based binding books be found? It shouldn't be the Tang Dynasty! And it's so popular that a small bookstore is full of paper bookbooks, wait! There are also bookstores, did the Tang Dynasty have bookstores? Did there be time travelers invent chairs and papermaking?

Zhang Mingxuan no longer thought about it. The Tang Dynasty was so different from the Tang Dynasty he knew. It was a completely new era with the outer cloak of the Tang Dynasty. Zhang Mingxuan stared at the outside of the store, with people coming and going, traffic flowing like tides.

After a while, Zhang Mingxuan, who was doing nothing, had already started fighting with his eyelids, lowered his head and raised his head.

"Hey! Boy, who are you?" A dissatisfied voice sounded in Zhang Mingxuan's ears, instantly surprised him from the confusion.

Zhang Mingxuan suddenly stood up and shouted in confusion: "Teacher, I haven't slept!"

"I'm not your teacher!" A joking voice came. Zhang Mingxuan looked at him and saw a young man wearing gorgeous clothes, shaking a peony folding fan, and pale face standing at the counter, looking at him jokingly.

Zhang Mingxuan took a look and knew that he was not a good thing. Is it a reason? A man's intuition.

"Hey, who are you? What kind of messy clothes are you wearing!" The young man looked at Zhang Mingxuan with contempt.

Zhang Mingxuan looked down at himself. He was wearing casual clothes on earth, which did seem a bit non-mainstream in the Tang Dynasty. Of course, Zhang Mingxuan would not admit it, and retorted dissatisfiedly: "Who are you! What do I wear to you?"

The young man smiled and said, "Who am I? This young master is the young owner of Qionglin Bookstore!" He looked at Zhang Mingxuan with a look of contempt.

Zhang Mingxuan didn't buy it at all, "Qionglin Bookstore? What's the matter? Just read it if you want to read it. If you don't read it, get out of it. Why do you whine?"

The young man looked at Zhang Mingxuan with an incredible look on his face and said, "Don't you know Qionglin Bookstore? I will close the bookstore immediately. Do you believe it?"

Zhang Mingxuan glanced at him and said lightly: "Don't believe it!"

Although I don’t know what this Qionglin Bookstore is, it is definitely not Du Xiang, and General Cheng has a great background! Now Zhang Mingxuan has already reflected that if Du He was Du Xiang’s son at noon today, the savage, rude scholar Cheng should be the son of General Cheng Yaojin! Even these two people are well-behaved in the bookstore, then this bookstore must be not simple! A mere Qionglin Bookstore is a little bit!

The young man was choked by Zhang Mingxuan and turned around and walked towards the backyard and said, "I'm too lazy to tell you, I'll go find Qingya."

He turned his head and walked towards the back door, and smiled and shouted, "Qingya! Qingya! I'm here!"

Zhang Mingxuan was dissatisfied and hurriedly blocked his way and said to him angrily: "The backyard residence is free of free people."

"I'm not an idle person waiting, please go away!" The young man pushed Zhang Mingxuan hard, and Zhang Mingxuan immediately stumbled and stepped back four or five steps, almost falling to the ground.

The young man was surprised to see this situation, looked at his hands and said, "Am I so powerful now?"

At this time, the back door was opened and Li Qingya walked out with a baby in her arms.

When the young man saw Li Qingya, he immediately threw Zhang Mingxuan's incident behind his head and said in surprise: "Qingya, you are here."

Li Qingya said to the young man: "Young Master Wang, please don't disturb the quietness of the bookstore. Qingya still has to do business!"

Prince Wang smiled and said, "Don't disturb, don't disturb. There is no business in the store anyway. Qingya, if you like selling books, why not go to my house!"

Prince Wang patted his chest and promised: "If you marry me, I promise that all the business of Qionglin Bookstore will be left to you in the future, which will be much better than this small bookstore. Also, your child is my child, and I will definitely regard her as my own."

Li Qingya's expression remained unchanged and she said lightly: "Are you finished speaking?"

Prince Wang nodded and looked at Li Qingya expectantly.

Li Qingya said, "After saying that, please leave!" Li Qingya turned around and left.

Prince Wang shouted: "Hey! Qingya, please reply! Do you agree or disagree!"

Zhang Mingxuan stopped in front of Prince Wang and said, "Stop watching, you have no chance!"

Prince Wang snorted lightly, turned around and left, ignoring Zhang Mingxuan at all.
Chapter completed!